The unique shape and majestic entrance level of the Dark City are displayed in front of everyone.

Several bipedal wyverns hovered around the top of the tower, and the dragon knights above watched warily over all visitors.

The tower's well-armed Dark Elf archers are ready to attack with bows and quivers.

Underneath the castle tower, a tall arch was blocked with boulders and timber, leaving only a smaller opening for one person to pass through.

On either side of the entrance, several Dark Elf guards were checking passers-by, and the walls were plastered with the latest instructions from Elder Sharpland of Congress.

The instructions state that the Dark Elf Kingdom does not trust any humans or adventurers who visit, and must be investigated to the end and will not be tolerated.

"What are you guys doing?!" , a dark elf guard grabbed Bob without knowing what to do.

"Let go of your stinky hands!" , the barbarian snapped and slapped the other party's palm.

"You kid is quite arrogant", dozens of guards surrounded Yang Jian and his party at once.

This formation, it seems that it can't be good.

"This big brother", Yang Jian faced the other party's sabre-rattling, and his face did not change.

"We are ministers from the Belmar Empire, and we have come to discuss important matters with Her Majesty Mia of your country."

He blinked, "Please raise your hand."

"Humph!" The guy who grabbed Bob just now was obviously the ringleader.

He looked Yang Jian up and down, a pair of thief eyebrows and mouse eyes staring at Yang Jian's backpack.

"The entrance to the Dark City was personally designated by Elder Sharpen of Congress, and it is forbidden to open it to humans."

The ringleader said, "Your men just beat me, then I'm sorry, I'm all in jail!" ”

As soon as Yang Jian heard this, he immediately understood, daring to love that the entrance to this dark city was under the jurisdiction of the old thief of Sharprun.

At this moment, he was relieved, the killing intent in his eyes appeared, and he immediately signaled to Hans, Bob and others.

"Brothers, take them down, and wait for them later", the leader became more and more arrogant.

A few men came first, trying to tie Hans with hemp rope.

Hans didn't answer, and when the men were two meters closer to him, he kicked the ground with his left leg and kicked his opponent with his right leg with a forward kick.

"Click!" , with the sound of bones shattering, several dark elf guards were kicked back several meters, and they were paralyzed.

"Let's go up together, take this guy!" The leader exclaimed, and a group of people pounced on Hans.

Hans saw that the group had formed an encirclement around him, and at once he spun around himself.

"Bang bang bang!" The first three guards were hit by Hans's roundhouse kicks.

"Ouch!" and they wailed.

Under Hans's huge kick, the average person would have ended up with a comminuted fracture.

At this moment, the boss realized the strength of his opponent.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell from his forehead, and he felt a great deal of pressure.

"Everyone, withdraw to the tower! These ghost cubs are not easy to mess with! The boss made a big move, and he was the first to rush into the level.

So the other guards immediately scattered and rushed into the level together.

There was a "crunch", and the door of the level was also closed.

Outside the level, Bob is furious and looks terrifying.

He gripped his lightsaber and stepped forward.

"You bastards think you'll be fine with a husk!!"